In the darkness, when all seems lost
There shines a light, the Healer’s cost
With hands that touch and hearts that mend
The broken souls he gently tends
He walks among the weary and the weak
Bringing comfort to those who seek
A safe haven in their time of need
A beacon of hope, a friend indeed
His presence brings a calming peace
A soothing balm that will never cease
With wisdom, deep and eyes that see
He shines his light for all to be
So let us bask in his healing glow
And let our hearts and spirits grow
For in the light of the Healer’s soul
We find the strength to be whole.

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This is beautiful. I love it
What a beautiful poem! It really does capture the soul of the healer.
Thank-you